Стыдно за своих :((( Shame on you :(((

We lived at this base during the Crimean Dance Trophy 2012. We ourselves are Crimeans, and usually, when a child participates in a dance tournament in Crimea, we wander between cities, but spend the night at home. This time we decided to make an exception, combine the tournament and rest, and spend a few days with the whole family on the coast. Which they deeply regret. Everything turned out to be sad, except for the sea, the sun and nature! Let's start with the check-in: 40 minutes at the epicenter of a constant scandal, when indignant people are noisy around, I was not alerted. I always rest on the positive, I think, well, what kind of people, why shout on vacation! Yep, just right!! ! The tension appeared when, after almost an hour (and only 2 people settled in front of me), it was my turn. At first, they could not calculate for a long time how much I needed to pay extra (3 weeks before the holiday, we made an advance payment on the invoice issued by the hotel), until I myself took a calculator and did not count. Then we searched for a long time for the key to the room where we were supposed to be placed. That's it, we're moving into the room, Hooray! On the way to the building, the girl accompanying us went away 10 times on business with the words: "Wait a minute! ".
Hooray! Settled! And I froze: dirt, dirt, dirt! It is everywhere: in the bathroom on the floor there are 3 semi-dry floor rags, the carpet was once sandy, and now everything is in terrible spots of different colors and stains. There are empty water bottles and a bag with a moldy sandwich in the closet, a rotting banana peel in one of the nightstands. ((
OK! We're on vacation! Checked into the room and for lunch! And then another surprise: "How many of you! 6 people! " - the administrator of the dining room goggled at us. - "We weren't warned, we can't feed you! " After my stormy indignations, that I’m okay, but I have 4 hungry children, they said, come, when dinner is over, we’ll feed with what remains. All my patience snapped and I went to the administrator, and she said a magic phrase to me: “Well, how could I know that you would still come, and if something happened to you, they would have prepared for you, but you didn’t! Of course, before We didn't notify the canteen of your arrival! " That's it... I realized that it's useless to prove something... Of course, they fed us, the food was almost not edible and cold . . Moreover, it was served cold all the time. We endured for 2 days, and then we found a restaurant in Orlovka, where we went to eat. The sea, the beach and the tournament with joyful emotions drowned out the negativity a little. But still, ashamed of my native Crimea! Gentlemen, it is simply IMPOSSIBLE to work like this!